He looks mad.

Picture this: I have two little pig-tailed and pony-tailed little girls behind me in a craft store. They're picking out what they want to look at and buy.

We walk through the art department, where there's little toys everywhere. Some are of bears, cheetas, and mountain lions.

I immediately went to the dinosaurs. I picked up a t-rex, and showed little K.

"He looks mad," she told me.

Oh no, I said. He's not mad. He's actually really happy. Maybe he's just sneezing?

I took the dinosaur off the shelf, and pretended to kiss little K with in on her cheeks.

"He's mad!"

Little K, there is no possible chance that a t-rex could be mad.

Right?

:)